What's done is done,
I can't change it.
No many how many times I beg and plead,
Nothing can be changed.
He took the lead.
He took the lead in owning her heart,
The heart that should have been mine,
The girl that was supposed to be mine,
belongs to him.
My Bells,
She's gone.
But I just can't seem to let go of her –
Maybe someday she'll figure out she should be in my arms,
and not his.
But that filthy bloodsucker has got her tied down,
And I will kill him for that..
One day.